Who's Stronger
Upon seeing the iron sword still bubbling and sizzling, Petite Delicate quickly stood up and leaned in for a closer look.
Little did she know, the sight would startle her! Petite Delicate was completely taken aback by Han Xing's craftsmanship.
The length and thickness of the iron sword struck were unbelievably perfect, each inch uniformly thick, nothing like a sword made by an amateur.
"Guild Master, you have to tell me now that you're a blacksmith in real life." She even doubted if there was anything the guild master couldn't accomplish.
Han Xing chuckled upon hearing her words, "It's not as exaggerated as you make it sound. I was just giving it a try, and you'll do even better than me afterward."
After taking out the sword, Han Xing glanced at its attributes, a plain white level equipment.
